Watching her walk ahead, a scene seemed to flash across Nan Jiayan's mind. He lowered his gaze and couldn't help but chuckle. It took a while before he started to follow her with his long strides.
As they exited the hotpot restaurant, the night breeze swept in, carrying the piercing chill of midwinter. Lu Shishu took a deep breath and didn't feel cold; instead, she felt refreshed. She shook her body as a voice came from behind, "Are you cold?"
"Not cold." Lu Shishu replied without looking back or pausing her stride, her voice casual.
"Shi Shu, are you taking a cab back? I already called one, Yun Xi also called for a designated driver, and Cen Jin has her husband!" Seeing Lu Shishu approach, Yu Feici glanced at Nan Jiayan by her side and asked, half-jokingly.
